Derek's eyes teared up. His pups had graduated high school and were now headed off to University. Scott and Isaac to study being veterinarians, and Stiles really wanted to follow in his Dad's footsteps.

Stiles was looking forward to the day he would graduate Uni and become the man his dad would have been proud to know.

Derek sniffled lightly, hoping his boys... No, these men, didn't hear. Unfortunately for him, they did.

"Do you need a hug, dad?" Scott smirked.

"Shut up." Derek smiled.

These boys he's been raising or the past years were finally leaving home.

'How can all parents go through this' Derek thought to himself.

"Are you going to stand around and look pretty, or help us?" Stiles asked.

He wanted to help the boys pack up their cars, but that meant them leaving him a lot quicker.

Derek made a unsatisfied sound in the back of his throat, much like a whine.

"You alright Dad?" Isaac frowned.

Derek nodded, not trusting his voice.

"We should head off soon before it gets late." Scott said, looking to the sky."

Derek gulped and cleared his throat.

"Just have one last lunch with me. Please?"

None of the boys missed Derek's shaky voice.

Stiles stepped forward and nodded.

"Yeah, of course, Dad." He smiled.

Isaac and Scott stepped forward too.

"Sure." They said in unison, bringing Stiles and Derek into a hug.

"I'm going to miss you, boys."

Isaac laughed.

"We're only going to be going for three months, then we'll be back, we promise."

Three months was a long one without seeing his pups.

"Well let's go inside and get lunch cooking so you can all head off."

Isaac, Scott an Stiles nodded.

Derek was going to remember this for the rest of his life, the three teenagers he raised, he cared for, he loved.

The three teenagers who fought with him, went behind his back to party, who constantly lied to him.

The days they were sick and miserable. They were all memories. Some great, some... Not so much. But that's what he had. And he had the photos, the family photos taken of random moments in their life, Birthdays, Christmas', their first Father's Day.

They ate lunch, reminiscing about the past few years.

"Or that party you boys threw when I wasn't home!" Derek laughed.

It sure as hell wasn't funny back then, but it's something to laugh about now.

"Don't even remind us! We were grounded for AGES!" Scott shook his head.

Stiles looked up at the clock and sighed.

"I think it's time for us to go." He sighed sadly.

Everyone in the room frowned.

"Yeah, I want you boys to get settled in by tonight. Ring me when you get there safe tho." Derek said.

The three nodded.

"Yes Dad." They said in unison.

"Alright then."

Derek gave them all a hug and watched them get into their individual cars.

He kept waving to them until they were completely out of his sight. But he stood outside in the cold air just that little bit longer.

He walked into the house finally noticing the changes, the now empty book case, the spare lounge - gone. It was sad to say, that for once in his life time, he finally felt empty, lost. His babies had grown up and moved out of home. He couldn't stop his wolf from whining and whimpering.

He felt alone. But happy. They were finally doing something, going somewhere.

Derek smiled at the thought of just in a short few years, they'll be back in beacon hills, taking over for Deaton, following in footsteps.

"I'll just have to wait until then." He smiled to himself.

The end.